In life, if someone was screaming at at you, shouting, whining, hitting. If there was constant noise that was stressing your body. If you needed space but there wasn’t any...your body and your mind would tell you to walk away. You’d leave. You’d go, you’d breathe. You’d walk, talk, calm, ground, focus, refuel, recover. It’s an inbuilt, self-protective drive.
The congratulatory messages flood in, “You must be overwhelmed with happiness”, “enjoy every minute”.
It’s not their fault, I’ve said it too, it’s what we say to new Mothers isn’t it? “Mama, wipe away those tears”
Look at what I have! I don’t deserve to feel sad, let’s throw that emotion in the corner, with the postpartum underwear.
Nothing to see here. “Mama, wipe away those tears”